I'd believed I was the only person in the squadron that loved Danner boots. Today in line for a sub at on-base sub shop, I noticed that a Lance Corporal from my unit was wearing a pair. So we spent a couple of minutes comparing boot notes. We were also both amused that we were doing this- who thinks of tough Marines as guys that can discuss, at length, the merits of a dozen different brands of an article of clothing? But in our jobs, one's boots are more important than any other article of clothing.

Also, I gave him some hell, because he works "upstairs" in the S-6 shop, maintaining computers and telecommunications. So my boots are steel-toe, scarred from impacts, muddy from unimproved flightlines, and stained from hydraulic fluid and other nasty chemicals. His are pristine and practically sparkle with cleanliness. The S-shop guys are used to give as good as they get, though. We accuse them of not knowing what hard work is, and they accuse us of not knowing how to maintain a proper uniform.

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